There's this moment where the fall breeze comes in and the sun sets a little bit earlier, the first signs of fall washes over. This transitional time brings renewal and comfort. The hazy days of summer are coming to an end and there is so much hope for this new time. Just like the harvest moon, golden and mystical, reminding me of a simpler time, where farmer's can work late into the night by the light of the moon. Candlelight seems more appropriate, the smell of apple pie brings joy, and the dusk light is more colourful and precious.

Oh to live by the sea during this time, to watch the moon dancing over the water and feel that sea breeze a little bit stronger. The ritual of the tide, the cooler nights on the dock and the romantic stillness only fall can bring.